Spread your legs wide,” Connor ordered, voice dark enough to rattle through my bones.
“Yes, Daddy,” I said before I could even think about it, the words flying out of me on a moan that was too loud, too needy, too honest.
My thighs shook as I opened them, clinging to the pole so hard my palms burned. Inside my head I was screaming at myself look at you, Lily, look at how fast you obey, look at how much you want this, but I didn’t care. I wanted him to see me like this. I wanted him to know I was ready.
“Oh s**t,” Connor growled, and the way he said it was pure hunger. “Look how wet you are. I can literally see it. You’re dripping for me, pumpkin, and you’re not even ashamed.”
I moaned again, louder, because the other hand was already on my chest, grabbing me, squeezing me, playing wit
